Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1887-06-23
A JOKE INDEED.

watch and his wallet, the latter con-
tanning his savings for several months.
In fact, all the money he had in the
world, for Adrian had not begun to
saye until he met Ethel Burroughs, tho
pretty buyer of the lace department of
an enormous uptown establishment.
Shortly after the loss of his fortune he
was taken down to his bed with rheum-
atism, and there he remained for two
months, and when he got up again he
found himself out Of n situation, the
firm in whose employ hc had been for
moro than five years having "gonc," rs
the errand boy expressed it and "bust-
ed with the biggest kind of II bust"
'What IN Heavens name am Ito do p
asked Adrian OF himself one morning
rs he paced to and fro in the small room
he occupied IN Mrs IIasher's home for
n few select hoarders.' OF course l
shall get another situation before long,
but am already in debt, which it will
take me a long time to clear away, and
-and-confound it., shall not pe able
TO invite Ethel to 30 anywhere, or TO
give her any bouquets, or candies, or
books, or anything else. BY joye I've
a good mind to ask Aunt TamaSin for
4 loan. She must be pretty we'll of,
for she used TO tip me generously when
| was a boy. I'll do tim sure she'll
let me have it-and pay her back rs
soon as cam He had just come to
this conclusion when maid servant
/ knocked at his door aud handed IN n
letter. He tore open the envelope, took
out the enclosure and began to read:
My dear nephew lie repeated SLOW
4 ~. why this must be from Aunt
! Tamasin. Shes the only person I'm
/ nephew 10. What Il strange coinci-
dence In u moment more | should
have been writing to her. Then he
went on with the letter:
Il am very sorry TO be obliged TO ask
[ of you the favor l am about to ask
/ You, as well rs all the rest of my rela-
4 tiOnS, have always thought | was rich,
| although | have lived all my life in a
very simple manner. have never said
anything to the contrary, for l have
I found that being thought rich secures
/ for one a great deal more attention than
one would receive if supposed to be
pOor-a lamentabie fact, but Il fact new
ertheleSs. But :his is neither here nor
there. Can you give me twenty-five
dollars a? If you can | want them at
once.
Your mothers only sister,
TAMAsIN BROCK.
Plppintown, II. l., April /, 1856
by Jove = exclaimed Adrian when
he had finished his aunt's letter, wants
help from me, and | ust on the point'of
asking loan from her. Poor old
auntie. l wonder what can be the mat
ter. She used TO haYe enough to 1--we
on comfortably, | know, and how good
| she was to me when was little moth
erless boy. l ought to be ashamed of
myself for not having been 10 see her
for the last FIVE years. Haven't even
written to her. Suppose She thinks
I'm a selfish wretch and have forgotten
all her kindness. But | haven't, and
she's got to have the money. Ny moth
er's only sister and my only aunt. Yes
she's got TO have it. But where is il 10
come from = Then his eyes frightened
as they fell upon his spring overcoat.
carefully spread over the back of his
chair. IN sell that he said. Jim
/ Turner wants one. ne'll take it, and
I'll wear my winter one till warm
weather, on account of the rheumatism,
I'll tell the boys. IIa ! In who'd ever
thought | could have a merry thought
in connection with that pain fend, the
rheumatism. And III pawn my dress
suit and my sealskin cap. have never
plwned anything and have always de-
clared that | never would, but in this
case 1 must fly to my uncle to get help
for my aunt
He was as good as his word, and that
very afternoon a check for S25 went TO
Aunt Tam.
The third of April dawned bright and
clear. but the air vas undeniably chilly
and Adrian's coat did not feel at all un-
comfortable. And so he was saying to
himself when, coming out of the front
door of his boarding house, he ran
against the postman. Another letter
for you, SIR said the functionary.
From Aunt Tam again. soliloquized
Adrian as he glanced at the hand-writ-
ing. acknowledging the receipt of the
check, suppose; hope it reached the
good old lady in time
lie opened the letter-he opened his
eyes-he opened his mouth-he stared
like one suddenly demented, for this is
what he read
YOU DEAR YOUNG APRIL FOOL
l received yours dated April 1st, with
1--WE and twenty inclosed. l know how
you raised It. l have spy in the same
house with you. All your miSfortunes
since the beginning of the year are
known to me also, but known to me
only lately, or you should have heard
from me before. Now is the time,'
thought L, to try if he has really any
kind remembrance Of his old aunt l
find you have, and l return you Eve and
twenty dollars with the interest that
has accumulated on them since yester-
day. Go to the City Bank and you will
find there awaiting you Sl0.25.
From yours affectionately,
AUNT TAM.
Pippintown, April 2nd, 1856